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I'm having a bad time right now and I'm looking for some ******* you/I don't give a sh*t songs.

Hope you know what I mean.

In my playlist right now:

Oasis - Be here now

Guns N' Roses - Double talkin' jive

Please help me to add some rock/britpop songs that have a similar attitude.

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I think Married with Children might work even better. (instead of Be Here Now, I mean... I got interrupted typing this post)

And one of my favourites, Unbilotitled by Babyshambles...

The more that you follow me the more I get lost

You think that you know me, you're p*ssing me off

Yeah, you said that you love me... why don't you f*ck off?

Anyone would think that you own me

You're ripping me off

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I also prefer songs where you can read the ******* you between the lines instead of explicitly saying it.

I prefer it when it's said explicitly, or at least when the anger shows. Check some of these out and see if one or two fit the description:

"All Pigs Must Die" by Death In June

"Animal" and "Angel" by Front 242 (feat. Kowalski99)

"Head Like A Hole" by Nine Inch Nails

"Lovely Day" by Front 242

"Nag, Nag, Nag" by Cabaret Voltaire

"Ohsh!t!" by The Buzzcocks

"Romeo's Distress" and "Halos" by Christian Death

"Take This Job And Shove It" by Johnny Paycheck

"Total War" by NON/Boyd Rice

"The Wild, The Beautiful, And The Damned" by Ultravox!

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Well, there are plenty of songs that say F*** You to the world at large:

My Generation

Pretty Vacant

We're Not Going To Take It

Fight For Your Right To Party

... but it's tricky to find songs aimed at individuals:

Frankly Mister Shankley - The Smiths

You Oughta Know - Alanis Morissette

You're Moving Out Today - Carol Bayer Sager

Song For The Dumped - Ben Folds Five

Dead Flowers - Rolling Stones

Bloody Mother F***ing A**hole - Martha Wainwright

Gee, Officer Krupke - Bernstein/Sondheim

LBBBB

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here's a great one... The last verse is sort of sweet, but the story behind it isn't. Per Steve Adams (BFB lead singer) the gal he co-wrote it with was mad they couldn't use her first filthier version, so she made it saccharine-sweet instead.

Alone In The Makeout Room

by the Broken Family Band

I want you to die with my hands round your throat

Or with me in the castle and you in the moat

And everyone you know stood around laughing

I wanna watch you swing from a tree

Or fry in the chair while you're looking at me

And everyone in the world will be glad when you're gone

Oh, it's silly to say we were never happy

All those nights we spent kissing under the moon

But I died inside when you ran out with my pride

Why did you leave me alone in the make-out room?

I wanna watch you drown in a lake

Or get stamped by a bull or bit by a snake

And there is not a single doctor who will come and help you

I want you to move to Australia

With me a success and you facing failure

And all of the friends you had ignoring your calls

Oh, it's silly to say we were never happy

All those nights we spent kissing under the moon

But I died inside when you ran out with my pride

Why did you leave me alone in the make-out room?

I wanna leave you by the side of the road

Or out in a field in the rain and the snow

People walking past could come and take pictures

I'm gonna treat you the best that I can

'Cause I'm your girl and you're my man

And we'll make 'em jealous with our laughing and our carrying on

Oh, it's silly to say we were never happy

All those nights we spent kissing under the moon

But I died inside when you ran out with my pride

Why did you leave me alone in the make-out room?

Why did you leave me alone in the make-out room?

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Ruder than Rude ~ The Busters

I'm going pissed to church and sing

The Russian national hymn

I like to fart in libraries

And do it with a grin

I f**k, f**k, f**k my best friend's girl

And tell him she's a slag

And in a crowded aeroplane

I love to use a bag

I'm mean, I'm bad, I lie to you

I never tell the truth

Set fire to your bed at night

And sh*t into your boot

So if you ever should think for yourself

How nice it would be to be, oh, so nice

Rip off your sister's teddy-bear

STAY RUDE, that's my advice

Selling dope to teenage kids

Is the biggest fun

The money I get out of it

Enough to buy a gun

I steal old ladies' handbags

And I drink you last beer

I nick my boss's Jaguar

And sell it much too dear

I'm mean, I'm bad, I lie to you

I never tell the truth

Set fire to your bed at night

And sh*t into your boot

So if you ever should think for yourself

How nice it would be to be, oh, so nice

Rip off your sister's teddy-bear

STAY RUDE, that's my advice

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"Song For The Dumped" - Ben Folds Five

"So you wanted

to take a break

slow it down some and

have some space

well f*ck you too

Give me my money back

give me my money back

you bitch

I want my money back

And don't forget

And don't forget

to give me back my black T-shirt

I wish I hadn't bought you dinner

right before you

dumped me on your front porch

Give me my money back

give me my money back

you bitch

I want my money back

And don't forget

And don't forget

to give me back my black T-shirt

hey, hey

So you wanted

to take a break

slow it down some and

have some space

Give me my money back

give me my money back

you bitch

I want my money back

And don't forget

"Nobody's Twisting Your Arm" - The Wedding Present

And when I called your house

I'm sure your sister thought that I was somebody else

I heard a laugh down the phone

And then the answer came that you weren't at home (ohh)

You know I never go there

Because I hate to dance and you really don't care

Why don't you go on your own?

How can you lie there and say that you'll come back alone? (ohh)

Oh well that's fine

I don't care anymore

Nobody's twisting your arm

Here's the key

There's the door

Oh well that's fine

I don't care anymore

Nobody's twisting your arm

Here's the key

There's the door

Before we go back in

What about those secret smiles that you were giving to him?

Oh just "somebody you met"

Well I go out of my way and this is the thanks that I get! (ahh)

I'm just a slave to your greed

I'm not the kind of boyfriend that you need

But if you'd like me to go

You'll get no trouble from me just so long as I know (ohh)

Oh well that's fine

I don't care anymore

Nobody's twisting your arm

Here's the key

There's the door

Oh well that's fine

I don't care anymore

Nobody's twisting your arm

Here's the key

There's the door

Take it away, Grapper!

Oh well that's fine

I don't care anymore

Nobody's twisting your arm

Here's the key

There's the door

Oh well that's fine

I don't care anymore

Nobody's twisting your arm

Here's the key

There's the door

I don't love you anymore

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Here's a sort of cryptic "f-you" song... one of those country tunes that stars out one way and then twists itself around. :grin:

How Am I Doin'

Diercks Bentley

It's strange to hear your voice, I did not expect for you to call

You wonder how I'm doin, how I'm holding up since you've been gone

Well, how am I doing since you did, what you've done to me

I can't lie, I sometimes cry, when I think of how it used to be

I keep my friends with me, I stay busy, and I don't get much sleep

Baby that's how i'm doing since you did, what you done to me

Well now wait one minute, I failed to mention, those tears I cried are tears of joy

Because it was no fun, there under your thumb, and now that we're done

I'm getting right, every night, with every single, every loving girl in sight

Repeat Chorus

Well, when all my friends heard, what a you know what you were

They took me out on the town

But then I heard our song, and I danced along, but it felt all wrong

Cause she was sweet, she let me lead, she never took her ever lovin eyes off me

Repeat Chorus

Well I don't know what you were thinking, running round on me

Well, now you say you're sorry.....well honey I agree

So, how are you doing since you did, what you did to me

Girl don't lie, I know you cried...cause you know how good it used to be

Yeah, tell me does the thought of, loosing my true love, make it hard to sleep

Baby how are you doing since you did what you done to me

Now how are you doing , now that you know how I'm doing

Since you did what you done to me

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